It was Lou's idea to kidnap the ice cream truck driver and steal his stash. We were only ten, but he was a scrawny college kid trying to make summer money to pay for tuition. There were a dozen of us, including five girls, who were stronger than some guys. We knew he parked in a deserted spot to eat lunch and smoke pot.
One day we surrounded his truck and Jack pretended to faint. He was good at that stuff. As soon as Charlie the driver jumped out of the truck to see what was wrong, we piled on him and within minutes had him tied up and gagged with masking tape. We were in the Scouts and could tie good knots. While he rolled around, we went to work on his inventory. I had three fudge pops, one after the other. We warned him if he reported this we'd make him a joke in town. Then we loosened the knots just enough for him to get free, while we ran off to throw up in various spots.
I saw Charlie years later on the subway wearing a Foot Locker shirt. He must have recognized me because he ran off at the next stop.
Lou is now serving six to ten for insider trading fraud.
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